My father told me she would... ′A werewolf will not accept a vampire into its pack... She will take a chosen mate.′
Obviously, he hasn't got a clue.
She's real.
She's mine.
She's my beloved, and I f*****g ran away.
Hearing her broken howl brought me to my knees. I had to go back... I had to speak to her. I wasn't expecting to find her... Naked, hiding under a tree. Talking to her was out of the question. I knew if I heard her voice, I'd claim her there and then, and that can't happen.
I grunted and picked my jacket up from my bed. I need to see her just one last time... I'm fast enough I could get away without hearing her voice.
I pulled my jacket on and walked out of my bedroom. "Alarix..." Celeste tutted, shaking her head.
"Don't start, Cel." I groaned.
"Oh, baby bro... I hoped
